C68 Ghost House

"Isn't there water in the living room?" Lu Xingshi frowned, obviously unhappy. He took the cup, poured a cup of water, and passed it to him.

Qingjiu did not see Lu Liang's expression. She only knew that Lu Xingshi's expression was getting worse and worse.

Only when Lu Liang closed the door did Qingjiu dare to speak.

"You, what did uncle say?" She reached out and touched her face